Juno laid two fingers across the final interval.
Before them, the phased map showed satellite channels that could be separately isolated, the central reservoir still closed, and the independent anchors whose current commitments formed a smaller total than the prison’s full demand. The accelerated readings changed the available time. They did not change the order in which loads had to move.
“Here,” she said. “The old reservoir stops supporting the prison. The new anchors cannot carry the complete load until this transition finishes.”
Between her fingers lay the gap.
It looked small on the page. Eli knew that was the page’s fault. A short interval could hold a falling ceiling, a closing gate, or a system drawing the difference from whoever remained connected.
“The additional distributed bridge was meant to be ready first,” Juno said. “Under the slower forecast, we had a better chance of assembling it before reaching this point.”
Mira looked at the new failure range. “We may still have time.”
“Yes.”
